Two Mothers And Two Daughters, Sexuality, Discipline And Perversity - Sex Stories

Two Mothers And Two Daughters, Sexuality, Discipline And Perversity

... me. Sophie came to me in tears one day. Sophie knew I received canings because she had seen the marks on my bottom at school in the showers and this gave her the courage to talk to me about it.

We went up to my bedroom where Sophie showed me three unmistakable “tram line” marks from a moderate caning well spaced across her bottom. I knew from experience that Sophie had received only a light caning, but I did not tell her that.

When she finished crying her heart out, she said that her mother had used to give her the slipper. Then one day, her mother saw Sophie smoking with a friend, the two of them being hidden (so they thought) behind a tree near a bus stop.

When Sophie’s mother asked her, Sophie admitted she had been smoking and had done it for a dare. Sophie was told to undress, went over her mother’s knee, and received three strokes of the cane. I was a little surprised because Sophie’s treatment at the hands of her mother seemed very abrupt. My mother would sit me down and talk about how I had been naughty and what the punishment would be. She would agree with me when she would cane me and tenderly assure me she loved me.

Sophie did not know her mother had a cane and from that moment onwards, it was Sophie’s standard punishment for acts of serious indiscipline. She was better behaved than me, but she still received canings two or three times a year and the number of strokes was usually the standard ‘six of the best’.

I lacked the courage to tell Sophie ...

... that canings turned me on; because I thought it might upset her if I told her receiving canings turned me on while she hated it. One Sunday I was at home, getting ready hopefully for university whilst waiting for my ‘A’ level results. Jean was having coffee with my mother and I overheard them talking about ‘girl punishments’.

I was due for a caning for leaving the house and car unlocked when I went out and for putting so much soap in the washing machine; it damaged itself with an overflow of bubble-driven soapy water. It was to be the usual six cane strokes, as these were not the most serious of offences, although the washing machine repair bill was expensive. We had agreed Mother was going to cane me that morning, but Jean had arrived unexpectedly just before the appointed time.

I was wearing a cute little mini-skirt and pale blue skimpy panties. Bending forward across the table to pick up some paperwork, I heard Jean say, “What a beautiful little bottom! It would be lovely to give it a good spanking.”

Looking around, I was embarrassed and saw my mother and Jean smiling at me. Her remarks immediately and unexpectedly made me feel wet, and I blushed furiously!

My mother said, “Jean, you are here at an excellent moment. I was about to give Kim a caning when you arrived. Kim darling, would you mind Jean seeing you receive your caning, please?”

It didn’t bother me. Jean was very attractive, and I welcomed the idea of her seeing my naked bottom.

“No, I don’t mind. ...